I was never quite clear what our employers wanted on this job. I guess we did it? But it wasn’t any sort of exciting, once we’d parked at the spaceport and shot up some bikers and a few old droids. A slimy Hutt named Darga took us in, I’m not sure why, and the others spent days playing games with him and stalking around his wreck of a palace. People kept trying to kill us. Then we found an old Jedi.
Geshi, eager for more.